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Well, April has felt as if I’ve been part of a musical comedy, à la the 1949 A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s
Court; either that or I’ve been doing a good impersonation of the Red Queen in
Lewis Carroll’s Through The Looking Glass. Yes, I seem to have been
running very fast and seemingly getting not very far.
The
mystery novella (metaphors as well) isn’t yet completed when it should
have been, and I am still without a cover for it. I’ve done better with
Medium.com, where I now have nine articles live, plus my own Table of
Contents, and I better understand the platform's ins and outs. As with everything
we are new to, it takes time.
The most interesting refilling of
the creative well came in the form of the Wrexham Carnival of Words, and
I have to say it proved £15 well spent to gain a gateway ticket to
eight days of its litfest. Not that I managed to watch any of the
speakers live, but this is the joy of YouTube and a ticket code. History
Day and Historical Fiction Night were my favourites. I hope Wrexham
Carnival of Words produces next year’s litfest via video as well as the usual
in-person attendance, which I won't have a hope of making.
The highlight of the month was a profile of me written
by author Penny Grubb, which made me seem far more productive than I
am. Now we are moving out of Lockdown I shall endeavour to live up to
her depiction.
So, I’d better get back to catching up before May
arrives. Enjoy your month, and let’s hope it proves to be a bit warmer.
Here in the UK it has been the frostiest April for over 60 years, and
boy, can our central heating account vouch for that. I hope you've done better.
